Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 288 Devouring Crimson, the Sleepy Yali

Harosa's gaze fell on Tang Wulin, whose face was ashen and body stiff. He didn't say anything more, but simply raised his finger and lightly tapped it from a distance.

An invisible force instantly invaded Tang Wulin's sea of ​​consciousness. He couldn't even struggle. His vision went black, and his consciousness completely fell into chaos. His body slumped down, and he was supported by a wisp of Samsara divine power that Harosa casually unleashed, suspending him in mid-air.

"Keep an eye on him, don't let him die," Harosa instructed Deng Fengqiao, who had been hiding nearby and had only just revealed himself. His tone was calm, as if he were instructing Deng Fengqiao on the life or death of a god's son, but on an ordinary object.

"Yes, sir!" Deng Fengqiao bowed and answered the order, carefully using his divine power to catch the unconscious Tang Wulin. His gaze was then drawn to another item that Harosa had casually tossed over—the azure trident of the sea god.

Super artifact! This is a true super artifact! As a research-oriented deity who is obsessed with soul guidance technology, Deng Fengqiao has an instinctive curiosity and desire to explore this kind of top-level creation in the universe.

With trembling hands, he took the Trident of Poseidon, feeling the immense divine power and vast laws that still existed within the trident even after its master had fallen into a coma. His eyes were filled with amazement and enthusiasm for research as he carefully examined every pattern on it, as if he were admiring a peerless treasure.

Harosa ignored Deng Fengqiao's research mindset; his attention had already turned to this crimson realm that had lost its ruler.

With a thought, the moon-white Guihua Sword and the ink-black Xuanying Sword reappeared. The Guihua Sword transformed into a massive moon-white vortex, like a bottomless pit, frantically devouring the vast, pure crimson energy surrounding it. The Xuanying Sword followed closely behind, its ink-black light flowing, rapidly transforming and purifying the still crimson-colored, violent energy absorbed by the Guihua Sword, making it gentler and easier to absorb, and temporarily storing it in a special space opened up inside the sword.

The Xuan Ying Sword's storage space quickly reached its limit, as it contained the energy of an entire galaxy. Harosa remained expressionless and directly activated his own divine core.

The divine core, forged through countless cycles of reincarnation and imbued with the mysteries of the universe's birth and death, became like a vast and boundless container, beginning to bear the massive influx of pure energy that had been initially transformed by the Xuan Ying Sword.

The entire absorption process lasted for a considerable period of time. The core energy of the Crimson Domain was too vast; even with the peak strength of King Harosa and the efficiency of the two super artifacts, it still took a considerable amount of effort.

Fortunately, all the energy was highly concentrated around the royal palace, saving him the trouble of searching for it elsewhere.

When the last wisp of pure crimson energy was devoured by the Guihua Sword, the core area of ​​the entire Crimson Domain seemed to have all its color drained away, becoming gray and lifeless. Only the empty, dilapidated Crimson Royal Palace remained, having lost its energy support, and the surrounding remains of crimson creatures that gradually disintegrated and turned into cosmic dust due to the loss of energy.

Even if no remains are left, the Crimson Plane is a pure energy plane.

Harosa withdrew the radiant light from the twin swords Guihua and Xuanying, which seemed even more restrained and profound. He felt the surging energy within the divine core, which was eager to be digested and absorbed, and nodded slightly.

He glanced at the unconscious Tang Wulin being guarded by Deng Fengqiao, and the Angelic Holy Sword, its spiritual light suppressed by his divine power, and then, without lingering, he tore through space with a wave of his hand, taking all his "spoils of war" with him, and stepped onto the path to return to the Reincarnation God Realm of the Douluo Star System.

The immense energy absorbed was channeled into the central hub of the divine realm. The massive, planet-like core of the hub burst forth with unprecedented light and began to operate at full power. It used this high-quality energy to nourish all things in the divine realm, repair minor damage, and drive the boundaries and laws of the divine realm to slowly and steadily expand and strengthen outward.

After dealing with these matters, Harosa appeared in the Temple of Reincarnation in a flash.

The palace remained tranquil, the light of the laws flowing gently. His own light immediately fell upon the large divine bed in the inner palace. Yali was still sleeping peacefully, her posture seemingly unchanged from when he left.

Haros frowned slightly, a hint of doubt rising in his heart. Although his journey to the Crimson Realm wasn't particularly arduous, absorbing the entire core energy had still taken a considerable amount of time—over a year in the God Realm. For a God-King like Yali, such a long period of deep sleep was extremely rare.

His gaze involuntarily fell on Yali's noticeably protruding belly, and a thought popped into his head: "Could it be—that the excessive sleepiness is really due to pregnancy?"

If Yali is indeed pregnant with his child, then it seems somewhat plausible that her body, as the Goddess of Life, would exhibit some unusual physical reactions, such as being more easily fatigued and drowsy.

Thinking of this, the cold lines of his face softened involuntarily, and a tenderness that he himself was unaware of surfaced deep in his eyes.

He walked slowly to the bedside, sat down, and reached out to gently stroke Yali's cheek.

"Yali, wake up." His voice was deep and gentle, with a hint of barely perceptible concern.

Yali's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze was initially somewhat hazy, as if shrouded in a thin mist, but after recognizing Harosa, it gradually focused, revealing a gentle smile tinged with weariness.

"Husband—you're back?" Her voice was soft and sweet from just waking up. She rubbed her eyes. "I—I feel like I slept for a long time?"

She seemed a little embarrassed, a blush of self-reproach rising on her face. "I don't know why, I just feel really sleepy and want to go to sleep."

Harosa took her hand, patted it gently, and comforted her, "It's alright, go to sleep. Everything in the Samsara God Realm is fine, you don't need to worry. During this trip, I have already devoured the Crimson Domain, adding another layer of strength to the God Realm. You can rest assured and recuperate."

He paused, gently pulled Ya Li into his arms, and let her lean on his shoulder. He continued, "There is one more thing. I encountered the remnant soul of Qian Renxue. She offered to pass on the laws of order she wields, as well as the complete inheritance of the Angelic Holy Sword, to you in exchange for a chance to live until she can take revenge on Tang San."

Yali nestled in Harossa's arms, feeling the reassuring aura emanating from him. She wasn't too surprised by Qian Renxue's conditions, and simply nodded gently: "I will follow my husband's arrangements."

She didn't crave power, but mastering another powerful law might be beneficial for nurturing life and stabilizing herself. Since her husband had agreed, she naturally accepted.

Not long after, Qian Renxue's divine consciousness, which had been brought into the realm of gods by Harosa and was still attached to the Angelic Holy Sword, proposed the conditions for the start of the inheritance.

"To inherit the laws of order and the Holy Sword of the Angels, I need to be alone with the Angel of Prayer, without any interference," Qian Renxue conveyed her thoughts through her divine sense.

"Impossible." Harosa refused without hesitation, his tone leaving no room for argument. He would never allow Yali to be alone with someone who was once an enemy, now under his control but whose intentions remained unclear.

Qian Renxue seemed to have anticipated his reaction and calmly replied, "Don't worry. In my current state, as a mere wisp of remnant soul, even if I had any intentions, I would have absolutely no chance of harming a fully healthy Life God King. Moreover, my life and death are entirely in your hands."

Harosa didn't speak, but looked down at Yali in his arms. Yali gave him a reassuring smile and nodded gently, indicating that she could handle it.

After a moment of silence, Harosa finally agreed. He looked at Yali and earnestly instructed her, "Alright. Go to the Temple of Life to receive the inheritance. If anything happens, call me immediately."

"Okay, I understand," Yali replied softly.

She stood up, took the angelic sword with its restrained radiance from Harossa's hand, smiled at Harossa, and then turned and walked towards her own Temple of Life, a place full of vitality and peace.

Harosa watched her figure disappear at the temple entrance. Although he had agreed, a trace of his divine sense still lingered around the Temple of Life, maintaining the highest level of vigilance.

He himself turned and walked toward the core area of ​​the Temple of Reincarnation, where the central hub of the divine realm was roaring and operating, fully absorbing the immense energy from the Crimson Domain. He needed to personally oversee and guide the divine realm toward a more powerful evolution.